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Pretty Girls ⇼ Luke Hemmings

Valentine.

Luke was different tonight, as we sat in the bar waiting for his band to play. He was fidgeting with his hands, he’d hardly touched his beer, and he kept sending me nervous glances. In fact, Calum and Ashton seemed to be off as well. The only one who didn’t seem nervous was Michael—and Lea seemed giddier than usual. I suspected something was going to happen tonight. What it is, I’m not sure of. But Lea knew about it while Monica, Mandy, and I are left in the dark. I couldn’t blame Lea for knowing, though. She and Michael shared everything. Every secret, every piece of food, everything.

So it wasn’t a surprise that Lea knew about whatever made Luke, Calum, and Ashton so nervous. But why wasn’t Michael? Even if Lea knew, shouldn’t he at least be on edge? Whatever was coming, I wasn’t sure if I was prepared for it. I tried to force a smile, pushing out the worry of what may come, pushing out the thought of Luke leaving. I just kept sipping on my drink, sharing glances with the girls until the boys went on stage.

“Okay, is it just me or are they acting weird?” Mandy was the first to speak, tearing all of our attention away from the boys setting up.
“Yeah, what’s up with that?” Monica asked and we all looked to Lea, who started laughing.
“Just wait.” There was a hint of cockiness in her tone because she knew what we didn’t. “You’ll see.” Her grin was wide. I gave her a small smile before looking around the bar, my eyes locking with Cass. She took that as an excuse to walk over to us, sliding into the booth before any of us could react. My throat felt dry, as the last time I saw her she was telling me how much she wanted Luke.

“Hey Cass.” Lea’s real smile turned into a forced one. “What are you doing here?” Her tone was a little harsh, her cheeks burning up when Cass’ gaze turned into a glare. “I mean, you usually don’t come to the shows.” She softened.
“Just thought I’d show my support.” She shrugged, looking up at the stage. “Luke looks really sexy tonight, don’t you think?” Her eyes locked with mine as she gave me a vindictive smile.
“You do realize that you’re talking to his girlfriend, right?” Mandy defended me and I fought back an eyeroll, not wanting to show Cass that she was getting on my nerves.
“She won’t be for long.” She shrugged. “Boys like him don’t stay with girls like you for long.” She took a sip of her drink, her red lips staining the glass. “Something always happens, and he always comes back to me.” She stood up, walking to my side of the table and glaring down at me. “All I have to do is be patient.” She looked to the crowd surrounding the bar stools and smirked. “But for now, I’ll protect the sanctity of your relationship and keep myself busy with someone else.” She was already eyeing a potential suspect. “Bye for now, girls.” She turned on her heels and clicked away.

“Don’t worry about her.” Monica reached over, setting a hand on top of mine.
“Luke doesn’t care about her.” Mandy assured.
“She’s… Determined, I’ll give her that.” I sighed, subconsciously touching my tattoo.
“She’s also a liar. Luke hasn’t done anything with her since he met you.” Before I could say anything else, Calum’s voice sounded.
“Hey guys, we’re 5 Seconds of Summer!” He spoke and the crowd cheered.
“Tonight, we’ve got a new song for you! It’s an original, all of our songs are original!” Michael chimed in and the crowd yelled even louder.
“This one, we just recently wrote. And we wrote it for our girls. This one’s called Valentine and it’s for you, baby.” Luke’s eyes connected with mine and I couldn’t help but blush. This is what they were so nervous about. A song for all of us. I looked back to where Cass was and gave her a smile to which she huffed and stormed out of the bar, a man following in tow. The music started and my heart raced as I looked at the girls, all on the edge of their seats with the same silly expression as me.

“I love the light in your eyes and the dark in your heart,” Calum started and I couldn’t help but look over to Mandy as she set a hand on her heart. “You love our permanent chase and the bite of our bark. We know we’re classic together like egyptian gold. We love us.”
“It don’t matter be combative or be sweet cherry pie. It don’t matter just as long as I get all you tonight.” He sounded like an angel and I found it hard to contain my excitement. It was nothing like the song he wrote about me before. This one was about love—pure love. Not heartbreak.
“I can take you out - oh, oh -” Michael, Luke, and Calum sang together. “We can kill some time, stay home. Throw balloons, teddy bears, and the chocolate eclairs away. Got nothing but love for you, fall more in love every day. Valentine, valentine!” I knew that part was about me, the time I told him that no one’s ever wanted me and how he told me that he did.
“So deep, your DNA’s being messed with my touch. Can’t beat us. So real, fueling the fire until we combust. Can’t touch us.” Michael sang and Lea laughed along side me, holding her phone steadily to record them.

“It don’t matter be combative or be sweet cherry pie. It don’t matter just as long as I get all you tonight.” Luke’s part repeated, followed by the chorus that I knew was about us. I couldn’t believe he remembered that, it felt like ages ago. “Full plate, don’t wait. Have your cake and eat it, too.” Luke’s part changed as the tempo slowed and I smiled up at him when our eyes locked. He repeated the phrase, this time with Calum and Michael joining in before the chorus began again: My part. Mine. Not Cass’. Mine. When the song finished, we all screamed as loud as we could and jumped up and down, clapping along with the rest of the bar. Lea even went as far to throw her bra on stage and we all laughed. We didn’t care about the stares we were getting. We were all so proud that it didn’t matter. For the first time, I didn’t question my status in this group. These people are my friends. I belong here.

***

Luke and I were in his car on the way to an afterparty at the frat. All of his fraternity brothers came to his show and they wanted to celebrate how great they did. It was only right to go because the party was for him, even though neither of us wanted to. I wanted to sleep and he wanted to spend time with me alone. But neither of us are getting what we wanted because everyone else was going and we had to as well.

During our drive, I couldn’t help but look over at him. He was so handsome, so strong. And thinking of the song he sang for me, for the girls too, I couldn’t stop the growing need to kiss him. In a bold move, I turned to him. I felt like he’d knocked the wind out of me, just by glancing over at me. He reached over, grabbing my hand and bringing it up to his lips to press a kiss against it. When he let go, I let my hand fall down to his thigh and a smile crept onto his lips.

I wanted him to know how much I wanted him, how crazy he was driving me. So, I slowly slid my hand up towards the zipper on his black skinny jeans and he raised an eyebrow.
“What are you doing?” he asked, a smirk forming.
“Nothing.” I kept my voice as innocent as possible as I palmed over his jeans. He took in a sharp breath, chewing on his bottom lip.
“You’re going to make me crash the car.” He let out a dry laugh, slightly bucking his hips up and further into my touch.
“So pull over.” He was quick to follow my orders, screeching to a halt on the side of the road. He positioned his seat back as far as it would go, quickly pulling me by my arms to straddle his lap.

His lips immediately met mine, his hands tanging in my hair as he bucked his hips up into mine and let out a soft groan.
“Baby, I’m already hard.” He mumbled against my lips and I smiled, my hands trailing down his chest and fumbling with the button of his jeans before sliding the zipper down. His hands left my hair as he nudged me off his lap and back to the passenger seat. I encouraged him to pull his pants down, unable to stop my eyes from widening as his length sprung out. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how large it is. I wrapped my fingers around him, slowly moving up and down as he threw his head back and groaned. “God, baby.” He moaned, sinking back into the seat.

I wanted to surprise him, so as his eyes shut I leaned down and put my mouth around him, bobbing up and down.
“Fuck!” He exclaimed, his hand settling back in my hair as he pulled it all together and gripped onto it. He guided me up and down as I used my hand to get rub the length I couldn’t get in my mouth. When I tried fitting it all, he pulled my head up by my hair. “Easy, baby.” He rasped. “Don’t push yourself.” He warned, but I did it again. This time, I succeeded without gagging and my confidence rose. I continued the actions, going as deep as I could and working my tongue around his length. His grip on my hair tightened every time he moaned, easing up on the roots as to not hurt me. “I’m about to come, Val.” He warned me seconds before the warm substance sputtered out and down my throat. Taking the advice that Mandy gave me, I went down one more time, licking up the rest of the substance before pulling back and swallowing it all.

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Comments

I've just read this story in about 24 hours and all I can say is Oh My God! How have you written something (and someone) so perfect?

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@Alisha_PArrish101love
Arrogant Boys!!!

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@Prinny1321
I promised I would finish it, and I'm finishing it!